Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 32.4

As time passed and the night wore on, Sui Yu—now post-heat—grew drowsy. But Shen Jueshu still looked busy, endlessly flipping through documents. Eventually, Sui Yu couldn’t help but say, “Work will never be finished. You really should take better care of yourself. Don’t burn yourself out while you’re still so young.”

She remembered how, in the book, Shen Jueshu had collapsed from exhaustion at a young age.

Then, her thoughts drifted—In the novel, exactly when did Shen Jueshu come back from the future? Was it during the time she was imprisoned by the original Sui Yu? Or after she escaped?

If it was after her escape…, was it when she met her so-called fated Alpha?

That thought startled her a bit.

If Shen Jueshu had been reborn at that point, wouldn’t she have been more anxious to find her fated Alpha? She didn’t seem like someone who would stay so calm and indifferent.

She looked at Shen Jueshu’s profile and suddenly felt the urge to ask her a question—but hesitated. What if asking so bluntly brought up painful memories? After all, Shen Jueshu’s past life hadn’t been kind to her…

Sui Yu sighed softly. Still, she really wanted to know.

Shen Jueshu, who had initially brushed off Sui Yu’s advice to balance work and rest, heard that sigh and eventually closed her laptop, giving up on the idea of working any longer tonight.

At that moment, Sui Yu felt a bit like a nagging old mother—always fussing, always meddling.

Seeing Shen Jueshu finally set her work aside, Sui Yu smiled in satisfaction.

She followed her into the bedroom and waited on the sofa while Shen Jueshu went into the bathroom to shower. By now, this couch in Shen Jueshu’s room had basically become Sui Yu’s personal seat.

Having a designated space in Shen Jueshu’s room… the thought felt a little weird.

But fortunately, thanks to her shameless persistence, she had made it through her susceptibility period while staying by Shen Jueshu’s side. On the day it finally ended, she stretched comfortably. Compared to her first experience, this round had been far easier.

“Right, since the weather’s nice today, how about we go visit your parents?” Sui Yu suggested. They’d talked about it before, but only now were they actually putting it into action.

Shen Jueshu paused, looking up from her work. Even she couldn’t describe her own feelings. Since being reborn, she had often thought of her parents—but at the same time, she was afraid to go back.

She didn’t know whether they could accept the version of herself she had become. And she was scared—scared that getting close again would only make it harder when she eventually lost them once more.

She’d thought that by staying away, she might suffer less.

Seeing her silent, Sui Yu sat across from her and asked gently, “What’s wrong? You don’t want to go? Or… you don’t want to go with me?”

Shen Jueshu’s behavior was too unusual to ignore.

Shen Jueshu shook her head, her voice barely audible. “I just… don’t know how to face them.”

Her parents had raised her to be warm and kind. But now, when she looked at herself, she couldn’t see a trace of that warmth anymore. She had become someone even she barely recognized—cold, sharp, and guarded. Maybe this had always been her true nature, and her parents’ love had simply covered it up.

Sui Yu gently placed her hand on top of Shen Jueshu’s and patted it softly. “Why would you not know how to face them? You’re their daughter. They’ll only love you.”

Sure, there were plenty of parents in the world who didn’t love their children—but Shen Jueshu’s parents weren’t among them. Even from the novel’s descriptions, it was clear how deeply they had loved her. The kind of parents who raised someone like Shen Jueshu had to be remarkable themselves.

“They’ll only love me…?” Shen Jueshu murmured. She suddenly recalled what Gu Ying had once said to her in the basement: No one will love you. You’re meant to be betrayed and used.

“Of course,” Sui Yu said firmly.

Shen Jueshu fell silent again. Her previous life had left scars so deep that she had started doubting even her parents’ love.

She let out a self-deprecating laugh. Maybe I really do need to see a therapist.

Seeing her finally nod in agreement, Sui Yu started panicking. “What do your parents like? I can’t show up empty-handed.”

The original Sui Yu had left a terrible impression. If she didn’t at least observe the proper etiquette, there was no way she could turn things around.

Shen Jueshu clearly understood her concerns. After a moment, she said, “My dad likes chess. My mom’s into skincare.”

Sui Yu: “…” She was terrible at chess, and she knew absolutely nothing about skincare!

Noticing her look of despair, Shen Jueshu finally cracked a smile. “They don’t need anything. Just bring a little something—whatever you like.”

“…Okay.”

In the end, Sui Yu arrived at their doorstep lugging several bags, sweating nervously. She didn’t even know why she was so anxious. Maybe she was afraid Shen Jueshu’s parents would chase her out with a stick.

They hadn’t called ahead, so when the door opened and two dazed-looking elders appeared, Sui Yu suddenly felt a surge of sadness.

Shen Jueshu had been born late in her parents’ lives and was their only child. They had always treated her like a precious treasure. And yet, in her last life, that same cherished daughter had suffered terribly—and these two parents had lived out their days without her by their side.

“Dad… Mom…” Shen Jueshu called softly.

At first stunned, her parents teared up the moment they heard her voice. Her father managed to hold it together, but her mother instantly broke down, rushing forward to pull her into a tight embrace, tenderly touching her face, sobbing uncontrollably.

No matter how emotional the reunion was, both parents had one thing in common: their eyes never once strayed to Sui Yu.

Shen Jueshu, enveloped once more in her mother’s arms, felt the tears she’d been holding back finally spill over. They fell silently as she stared at her mother’s face, her heart writhing with guilt and pain.

I should have come home sooner…

“Don’t cry, sweetheart. Don’t cry,” her mother whispered, wiping her tears even as her own wouldn’t stop.

Her father stepped forward to embrace them both. “You’re home now… that’s all that matters.”

His voice trembled. They had feared she might hate them for not being able to protect her. But seeing her again, they knew she had never blamed them.

Sui Yu, watching their reunion from the side, quietly turned her gaze away. Her nose stung, and her eyes were beginning to blur. It’s good… that her parents are still alive.

After the tears had passed and their emotions settled, Shen Jueshu reached out to pull Sui Yu forward. Her voice was still a little hoarse. “Dad, Mom, I came back with Sui Yu to see you both.”

The moment she spoke, both parents finally turned their eyes toward Sui Yu—expressions cold and indifferent, clearly not wanting to acknowledge her.

Feeling awkward, Sui Yu placed the bags on the floor and said nervously, “I wasn’t sure what you might like, so I brought a few things. I hope you’ll like them.”

“No need, Director Sui,” her father said curtly. “Take them back with you.”

The embarrassment on Sui Yu’s face deepened. She cast a quick, pleading look at Shen Jueshu, silently begging her to intervene.

“Dad, Mom—come sit down first,” Shen Jueshu said.

Since their daughter had spoken, they had no choice but to sit, though they kept their faces stiff. Not even a glass of water was offered to Sui Yu.

It was Shen Jueshu who fetched a glass for her. But once they sat down, the atmosphere became thick with awkward silence.

Neither of them knew how to explain their relationship.

“You still dare to come here?” her father finally snapped.

There was no doubt who he was speaking to. Sui Yu rubbed her damp palms on her knees, trying to dry them, and said stiffly, “Dad, I know what I did before was wrong. But please believe me—I truly care about Jueshu. I came with her today because I want to ask for your forgiveness. I know I hurt both of you, and I hurt her.”

“Forgiveness?” her father scoffed, his expression growing colder.

Sui Yu lowered her head further. In front of elders, she felt all her usual tricks fail her. Her shamelessness, her confidence—none of it worked here.

“Dad, Mom… Sui Yu treats me very well,” Shen Jueshu finally spoke up. The current Sui Yu wasn’t the same person as before. It wasn’t fair for her to keep bearing the brunt of her parents’ anger.

Her parents wanted to believe her—but the impression Sui Yu had left on them was hard to erase. Even with their daughter speaking on her behalf, it wasn’t easy to change their attitude.

At least they didn’t lash out again.

Sui Yu quietly sighed in relief. Being ignored was still better than being openly ridiculed.

“What did you say?!” her mother suddenly exclaimed, eyes flashing as she stared at Sui Yu.

Shen Jueshu’s ears turned slightly red, but she calmly repeated, “I’ve already marked Sui Yu. I hope you’ll treat her kindly.”

“…So, people don’t say we mistreat our daughter-in-law.”

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